After the Divorce, Mr. Lu Went Crazy

After two years of marriage, Su Wan finally got the cold consummation she had waited for from Lu Chengyu.

Afterward, he fastened his buttons, his gaze like ice spikes coated in poison. “A woman like you is so shameless.”

She swallowed the taste of blood in her throat and tried to warm him with her burning heart, believing even the coldest stone could be warmed.

Until he brought home his first love, with a child who looked exactly like him trailing behind. He casually said, “Let them stay here.” She clutched the pregnancy test she had just received, her knuckles turning white, then tore it into pieces and let them scatter in the wind.

She didn't want another man's child, and she found the love he'd trampled even more repulsive.

When they met again, the country girl who had once chased after him had become a classical-book restoration expert, important enough to have a museum director personally wait for her. She was the ancient-script authority his company was willing to pay a fortune to recruit.

Lu Chengyu went mad.

When she cursed her ex, he handed her a megaphone. When she went to a remote village to make rubbings of ancient inscriptions, he carried a shovel and acted as her bodyguard. Even when she went on a date with someone else, he crouched in a corner with candy, helping her soothe the child in her arms.

“You look so shameless,” she said, returning his exact words from years ago.

But he only smiled like a fool, convinced that if he waited long enough, she would eventually come back to him.

Until she wore a wedding dress, holding the hand of a girl who looked just like him, and walked toward another man.

Amid the sea of red silk, he laughed until he cried, then rushed into a hail of bullets and dug her mentor, the man she loved like a father, out of the rubble.

In the smoke and gunfire, covered in blood, he clutched a rose soaked through with blood. Kneeling before her, his voice trembling, he said, “My life is yours...”